I was prescribed 50mg Lustral (sertraline) anti-depressants about 3-4 weeks ago was and still am too scared to take any. Told my GP this. We have now applied for CBT for me instead, but the assessment isnt until mid April, and presumably even if the assessment puts me forward for CBT, it wont start immediately after the mid-april assessment. So...for the next few weeks I'm not on any sort of treatment (my own decision to not take the Anti-d's, I know).
My last few weeks at work saw me the subject of a compentancy/performance review (more stress), me crying at my desk, me crying in the car, having memory issues, chest "sensations" not really pains as such (more like the glow you feel when swallowing thick/strong cough medicine or spirits (I havent had alcohol for months), trembling hands, shoulders and chest/back. Very annoyingly, I seem to be having speech issues, with words "jamming" in my mouth (not like a stutter...) just a few seconds gap as a word which is already in my mind....finally pops out in one complete word, and the rest of the sentance flows fine. "The stuck words can make me sound very.....................much like this sentance". Some slurring, or slight mumbling is evident also. I grit/grind my teeth and roll my eyes annoyed with myself when these symptoms hit. Also mouth wise, I seem to be biting my tongue (while eating/clearing my throat etc) alot nowadays too.
I seem to be urinating impossibly often now too. sometimes a dozen times a day, sometimes with almost no output.
I have been signed off work (finally, I turned down previous sign offs due to workload/projects etc) but am finding symptoms seem to be getting worse since being at home (alone during school hours). I'm having strong thoughts of "losing it" in terms of being able to perform, what I would have said a few weeks ago were "simple" tasks.
Example 1: My letter came through for CBT assessment asking me to call them for an appointment - whilst listening to the ringing tone, I read on the letterhead that the centre was for the "mentally ill" and "Learning diabilities". I burst into tears, to the extent that I couldnt speak when they answered the phone. I had to hang up, steady myself for a couple of hours and try again. I called them, and got my appointment without breaking into sobs, and apologised for my earlier call. They were kind and gentle and made me feel that I'd really really acheived something amazing by calling them on my own. The call ended well and for a few minutes I was elated about having made the call on my own. Then it hit me, I was "over the moon" and both others and myself were congratulating me on a totally simple, run of the mill, daily non-task. I pictured myself receiving applause at some point in the future for getting my shoes on the correct feet. I've had many feelings that my "IQ" is leaking away slowly, with memories and ability to carry out even basic tasks slipping away from me.
Example 2: I was in my local huge supermarket. I've been in there hundreds of times over the last 10 years...usually no problem. Twice now...I've been in there and "frozen" just had to pull my trolley off to a corner, or out of everyones way and stand there feeling I'm in the wrong. Feeling Lost, feeling like I'm about to get challenged by the staff, told that I'm not supposed to be there and ushered out of the store. During these two moments, I've felt like I'm playing truant almost. Also the store, although I know it well, has felt on both occasions like it wasnt real...like it was more a movie set, or a theme park, or that at any moment I'd be told that it was only for other groups of people eg: Just people from X country today - cant explain that any better, sorry.
Example 3: 3 or 4 days ago - Have come out from a shopping trip on foot to the carpark. Not only can I not remember where I left the car, but I cant remember what make, model, or colour of car I was driving (I've owned it for 3 years now). I had to wander around the car park pressing the keyfob alarm button to see which car indicator lights came on - crying at the loss of IQ, feeling "lost", feeling like I'd regressed to being a lost toddler - and thinking that everyone looking at me pressing the keyfob and crying, obviously lost... are all thinking that I've lost my mind as well as my car.
After any of the above, follows lots of crying and fear of my IQ and skillsets simply disolving away.
Two or three times a day, I get anxiety attacks (raised fast, pounding heatbeat) seemingly audible in my ears, and feeling like I'm trying to breath out when I'm supposed to be breathing in, or vice versa. My GP has told me that I should watch for, and avoid, letting these anxiety attacks excalate themselves...eg: the cycle of thinking....this pounding is a heart attack, I'm going to die etc, which in turn makes it all worse) and I'm good at keeping these level. Whatever speed/deepness of heart pounding thats at the start of the attacks (some are up to 15 minutes long), are maintained without escalation until they fade away later.
Other background. My main worries are my mothers failing health (she lives alone, has several serious issues inc cancer, has 2-3 years left to go), my increased "care" of her during that time - that care often taking me around to Mums place several times a week, sometimes for hours into the early hours, and I kept spare clothes there for sleeping overnight in the spare room, she has a panic button pendant linked to my mobiles on different networks for coverage reasons). Some money worries (who hasnt), recently work worries with this partially completed but undecided performance review - which is "On hold" until I make it back (nice "welcome back" present)
At other times...like for the first couple of minutes of the day after waking up (I get about 3 hours sleep a night - usually 4am til 7am) I feel perfectly fine and normal...not a care in the world - then everything else clicks into place...Mum, Work, Money, now my health...followed by racing heart, breathing in/out wrong... Also getting images/worries of being sectioned to force me onto Anti'd's for 4 weeks, when I cloudily wonder "why did I ever resist Anti-d's, they're lovely"
I also fear that I've put all my recovery "eggs" in the CBT basket. If the assessment in mid april says "No" to me having CBT, or says "Yes, as long as he goes on Anti'd's" then I'm sunk.
So...in case I have to help myself, I'm trying to work out what type/sub-genre of Anxiety I've got.
Sorry for "war and peace" at 1am - all replies appreciated.